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In a Lifetime	By : Padraigin Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 6437 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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In A Lifetime
Chapter 25: Yuletide Promises

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Weeks went by and along with the weeks went numerous trips by Hermione�s owl, Galen, and Severus� owl, Nicander. Hermione used everything at her disposal to attempt to locate Ron. Owls to his home came back unanswered. Locator spells turned up nothing. Finally, although it wasn�t what she really wanted to do, Hermione decided to pay a visit to Ron�s home in London. Perhaps he was refusing her owls.

Hermione apparated to Diagon Alley and headed to the lovely house that Ron shared with his wife, Lavender Brown-Weasley. The house was on a quiet street a 20 minute walk from Diagon Alley. Hermione gently touched the soul fragment in her possession and headed up the walk. She had avoided visiting Ron�s home, as she had not been on comfortable terms with Lavender since Ron married her. Lavender had always been a bit jealous of the friendship between Ron and Hermione and marriage had not tempered that jealousy. Still, this was important enough to risk annoying Lavender.

Hermione knocked on the door and wasn�t surprised to see it opened by a house elf.

�Mr. Weasley, please,� said Hermione, smiling at the house elf.

�Mr. Ron not here no more,� replied the house elf, cocking his head at Hermione, �Miss Lavender here.�

�Then might I speak with Mrs. Weasley?�

�Miss Lavender no more called Mrs. Weasley. But Nobbin get her.�

The house elf departed in a puff of smoke as Hermione pondered why Lavender would no longer wish to be called Mrs. Weasley. In a moment, Hermione was face to face with her old school friend Lavender. Lavender regarded her coldly for a moment �We �Well?� she said, tapping her dainty foot.

��I�m looking for Ron,� began Hermione.

�Of course you are,� interrupted Lavender, �well, you are welcome to him, Hermione. I have no use for a coward and a liar.�

�I don�t understand��

�That surprises me that a genius like Hermione Granger wouldn�t understand a simple statement like that. Ron no longer lives here, nor is he my husband. He was an embarrassment. He is a liar, a coward, a thief, and if he weren�t constantly traipsing off to save you from your bad decisions, perhaps there would have been some hope for this marriage. But as it is, the marriage is over.�

�Traipsing after ME?� stated Hermione, �to save me from my bad decisions? What ARE you talking about, Lavender?�

�Cheating on Harry, taking up with Snape�THOSE bad decisions.�

�They weren�t bad decisions, Lavender, they were my decisions and I never asked Ron for any assistance. In fact, I kicked him out of my home and hexed him.�

�Then why are you looking for him now? In heat and bored of the great unwashed Snape?� sneered Lavender.

�No Lavender, I just have something that belongs to him.�

�And what might that be?� inquired Lavender, leaning up against the doorframe.

�Something you wouldn�t understand,� said Hermione, turning to leave, �clearly, you haven�t gotten any brighter since Hogwarts.�

�Try Knockturn Alley,� stated Lavender, her voice liquid ice, �I�m sure he�s taking up with the beggars and the whores there.�

Hermione set off down the path without looking back. She clutched the soul fragment tightly and hoped that it would somehow lead her to Ron. While returning the fragment would never return him to the Ron he was before the war, at least he might have a chance at rebuilding his life. Hermione spent the day searching Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley for some sign of Ron, but was forced to return to Hogwarts with no more knowledge than she had when she had left that morning, with the exception of the end of Ron�s marriage.

Hermione entered the dungeon labs with a sigh. Severus looked up from his simmering cauldron, a slight scowl on his face.

�I take it you had no luck today?� he asked.

�None. His marriage ended, though,� answered Hermione, �I went to his former home. Lavender was none too pleasant.�

�Sometimes coming clean with the world can result in rejection,� stated Severus, waving his hand over the cauldron, placing his potion in stasis.

�If I came clean to you about something I had done, something like what Ron did, would you reject me?� asked Hermione.

�I would have no business rejecting anyone based on prior mistakes made,� said Severus wryly, �I have made more than my share.�

�Yes, but you have grown and learned. I wonder if Ron has��

�I�m sure he has,� remarked Severus, wrapping his arms around his fianc�e, �you will find Weasley. And you will return the fragment. And he will rebuild his life�or not. It will be his decision. You do realize that time is flying by and soon it will be Yule?�

Hermione stared at Severus in shock, �Yule? Already? But it was just a few weeks ago that we walked the veil��

Severus smiled, �Hermione, it was a 7 weeks ago. Yule is next week. Albus is combining Yule and Christmas again and celebrating for nearly an entire week.�

�Then it�s only 2 weeks until our handfasting��

�Yes. And we still have to pick out cords.�

�I want cords for peace for myself and understanding between us,� stated Hermione.

�And I want the same,� stated Severus, �as well as longevity for our love.�

�Then we�re done. I�ll just tell Minerva.�

�Excellent,� said Severus, pulling Hermione closer and kissing her neck, �I am so glad that you are not obsessed with the details of our joining.�

�I just don�t see the point. The important thing is that we are together. Minerva and Gin will do a lovely job I�m certain.�

�I�m certain they will,� agreed Severus, �and you are certain you wish the traditional handfasting?�

�My love for you will only grow stronger over the course of a year and a day,� stated Hermione emphatically, brushing her lips over Severus�.

�As will my love for you,� replied Severus, waving a hand and locking the doors around them.

�Why Professor Snape,� said Hermione, grinning, �what DO you have in mind?�

�Well, Professor Granger, I thought that we could test out this potion I�ve been brewing.�

Severus picked up a small flask of a shimmering golden liquid and handed it to Hermione. She looked at it from all angles, then gingerly sniffed it.

�What is this, Severus?� she asked, he face turned up to his in a quizzical manner.

�Take off your er,�er,� he said, smiling.

Hermione shrugged and slipped her woolen jumper over her head. Without a word, she slipped off her bra and sat down on one of the lab tables. Severus dipp fin finger into the potion and gently anointed Hermione�s nipples with it. Immediately, she felt them tighten and grow rock hard as warmth spread through them.

�Oh my�� she gasped, her hands involuntarily moving to her breasts where her fingers toyed with her nipples. All she knew was that they had to be touched, �this is�maddening,� she moaned, rolling her nipples between her fingers.

Severus smiled as he watched her playing with her own nipples. He pointed his wand at her trousers and whispered a word, disrobing her completely. Quietly, he anointed her dampening pussy with the potion. One of Hermione�s hands instantly dropped between her legs and began stroking.

�Damn you Severus,� she said, writhing on the lab table, �touch me, you bastard.�

Severus smiled slightly and dropped his head to her breasts, taking in first one nipple, then the other, relieving Hermione�s hand in its quest to satisfy the hunger in her breasts. He licked and nipped at them, tasting the golden honey of the potion, feeling it wash over his tongue as he hungrily lapped at her breasts and down her stomach. He growled as his mouth reached her other hand, pushing it out of the way as he licked her folds and nibbled at her clit, unable to taste enough of her.

�What is THAT?� asked Hermione, gasping as Severus clever tongue swirled inside of her hot center.

Severus stopped his sweet chore for a moment as he looked up at his fianc�e, �It was once a torture potion, creating mental pain that would not abate until actual physical pain followed. I have changed the formulation so that it gives one stimulation that will only abate with the application of actual skin on skin contact.�

�You are evil,� stated Hermione, pulling Severus� head back to her pussy. Severus nodded as he flicked her clit hard with his tongue, causing Hermione to moan and begin the ascent to climax. Severus continued his oral assault on her until she moaned loudly and climaxed hard.

Severus kissed his way back up her trembling body and spelled off his own clothing. He painted some of the potion onto hard ard cock and slipped it inside Hermione. The witch gasped as she felt the potion rub onto her inner walls, causing them to contract and expand with the need of his hardness. Severus pulled his cock out of her and then plunged back in. Hermione grasped him tightly as he pumped in and out. Breathlessly and wordlessly, they climaxed together, holding each other tightly.

�I will always love you, my Severus,� whispered Hermione.

�And I will never stop loving you,� said Severus, kissing her softly.

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The weeks flew by and Yule approached. Hermione continued her search for Ron in vain. His family had no clue where he was, nor did his friends. The weight of his soul fragment hung heavily on her as she found herself further and further away from her goal. All she wanted for Yule was to find Ron and give him back his soul fragment. She didn�t fool herself into thinking that she would get her old friend back. She knew that life had changed them all and would have regardless of the missing fragment. She just wanted the piece he was missing to be replaced, so he could find that part of himself that he had lost.

Hermione and Ginny were walking in Hogsmeade the evening before Yule, taking in the pretty decorations in the wizarding village. The trees were adorned with apples, cranberries, fairy lights, and simple decorations of stars and moons. It was different from Hermione�s childhood Christmases, yet similar in certain ways. The celebration at Hogwarts would be a combination of the old ways of Yule and the traditions of Christmas, to allow the students to have the best of both worlds. There were many Muggle borndentdents enrolled at the school. The night of Yule, after the feast, the students would depart for their own homes and their own celebrations. This year, no students were staying behind. There was no need to now that Voldemort was dead. Most of the staff, however, was remaining at the school, as Albus intended to spend the week celebrating, and then a week preparing for the New Year and the handfasting of Severus and Hermione. Hermione looked up at the five-pointed star atop the tree in the center of the village. It sparkled in the winter twilight with strands of silver and white and fairy lights dancing around it. Hermione felt a tear slip down her cheek.

�Hermione?� asked Ginny, �are you all right?�

Hermione gave Ginny a wistful smile, �Yes, Gin, I�m fine. I�m just thinking about where I was last Yule. I was married to Harry and very unhappy. He didn�t even come home for the holidays, just a quick apparate in with gifts and a perfunctory kiss, and then he was gone again, off with his Quidditch team giving cheer to others. My parents were gone, I wasn�t invited to the Burrow��

�We assumed you would be celebrating with Harry,� said Ginny.

�As did I,� remarked Hermione, pulling her eyes from the tree and turning towards Honeyduke�s where she planned to buy Albus an assortment of sweets.

Ginny and Hermione completed their shopping, Ginny coaxing a little holiday spirit back from her friend by discussing all the plans Albus had in mind and by discussing the handfasting plans. They found themselves merrier by the minute as the carol singers came out in full force.

Giggling, they ran down the road leading to Hogwarts, seeing no point in apparating the relatively short distance. As they approached the castle, Hermione felt a pull on her midsection. She expected to feel the ground drop out from under her as she always did when using a portkey, but that never happened. Instead, she felt the force pull her into the castle. Ginny followed quickly behind, her curiosity at Hermione�s hurry into the castle getting the best of her.

�Hermione, what is the hurry?� she asked.

�I don�t know,� answered Hermione breathlessly, �I can�t control it. Something is pulling me��

�It�s your belt Hermione,� said Ginny, pointing to the cord around Hermione�s waist.

Hermione forced herself to stop upon entering the castle. She quickly untied the knot around her waist and the pouch attached there sped into the Great Hall. Hermione quickly followed it, stopping short when she saw the pouch open itself and the fragment inside slam into a tall wiry redhead standing talking with Severus. The fragment disappeared into his body and the owner turned around. With a gasp, Hermione stared wide-eyed at the man.

�Ron,� she whispered.

Ron gulped hard for a moment, then passed out cold on the floor of the Great Hall.

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